The thought gave her a tingle as she wondered if he was getting aroused watching her cross the lobby. She hoped he was – her own panties were alread... soaked at the prospect of tonight’s meeting. Her long black woollen overcoat reached down as far as her knees and was buttoned up from her waist to her neck. Underneath she wore a tight black bustier that showed off her ample cleavage and black lace bra to match the wet silk and lace panties. She felt sexy and powerful – almost predatory - as she. Take it away and use it as a reward. Don't starve him too much but restrict his calories. This is a great time to make him lose some weight or get in better shape. Basically he needs to earn food. This can be tricky to achieve sometimes, but locking the kitchen door usually works. He simply can not get food if he's not doing what you want. How can he earn food? By being a good slut for you. For instance, he must get on his knees and lick you to orgasm before he is allowed to eat a meal. You. Sarah stopped and said, "Oh, I'd like to taste Daddy's cum, but I really want to feel his big cock in my pussy." Kate", I said as I leaned over and kissed Sarah. She pulled her nighty up to bare her pussy. "Oh Daddy. I'm so wet." Her legs wrapped over mine and her hand guided my cock to her pussy. "Fuck me Daddy," she whispered as she straddled me."Oh Kate," I responded and Sarah groaned as she slowly slipped down onto the full length of my shaft. God, she was so wet. Sarah grabbed her satin. I have to get help. I look in the mirror. My face is feminine, my upper body is feminine but hard to size because of the sweatshirt and no tits. I have no hips, but you can tell I have a pussy. The pants are tight around the legs and you can tell that my thighs are shapely.The clock says - 8:42AM - Despite the ever constant roar in my kunt, I am ready to go get help. "What's this" I ask myself as I pass by my dresser. "Put it down, and don't go there!" I scream at myself. What is in my hand is.